See

Butterflies see one more color I couldn't stand to see another The more I see outside my mind The more I look inside my eyes With this pen I confide It's dark in my own mind I'd rather see just like a book Before I take another look There's comfort in the black and white White stars are what I wish And blue stars are all I get White stars are what I wish And blue stars are all I get Birds have eyes too But theirs are beady and black If you listen to this C.D Maybe you can see, me Maybe you could tell me what What causes this sensation Maybe my mind needs a vacation From my own eyes Maybe I'd be better off if I was born blind White stars are what I wish And blue stars are all I get White stars are what I wish And blue stars are all I get If I write a song of how I hated English that's irony I've come to find that's fine with me so finally: The dish is dealt Heartfelt is this song enjambed is this wrong? I'm not paying attention looking down for too long two O's Oh no, Oh my. I cannot hide. "You haven't tried" Its true I haven't tried Soon my shadow by my side cause it's half past noon And when I move I move and that's fine with me so finally I open my eyes. I open my eyes. I open my eyes No time to see